Although everyone is usually in a serious working state, today is Chinese New Year, so the atmosphere is naturally different from usual. Everyone has shown off their talents, including singing, dancing, and crosstalk, and it is very lively.
Soon, it was the turn of the representative from Su Qingyun's materials group to come on stage.
"Hurry up, Qingyun, it's your turn." Zhang Sida urged.
"Yes, Deputy Team Leader, go quickly. You can bring honor to our Materials Team."
The members of the group all started to make a noise, and even Ji Yue looked at her with a smile on his face.
"Okay, then I'll have to show off my skills." Su Qingyun had no choice but to stand up and go on stage.
When Zhao saw her coming on stage, he became interested. "What is Qingyun going to perform for us?"
"Sing." Su Qingyun was a little embarrassed. She had never been pushed onto the stage to perform in her two lives.
"Sure." Zhao Suo was very supportive. "What song do you want to sing?"
"The Moon Represents My Heart" Su Qingyun thought for a long time and could only come up with this song. Those red songs and military songs had already been sung by others, so she decided to sing something different.
"Okay, this song is good." Zhao nodded and looked at the audience, "Everyone, give a round of applause."
There was immediate warm applause from the audience, and everyone looked at Su Qingyun with a smile.
Su Qingyun was inexplicably nervous. He had never been nervous on the stage of an international conference before, but now he was a little nervous.
"Ahem." She cleared her throat, recalled the lyrics, and spoke softly.
"You asked me how much I love you, how much I love you, my feelings are true, my love is true, the moon represents my heart..."
Su Qingyun's clear and melodious voice echoed in everyone's ears. She sang this song with a unique flavor. At this moment, many people put down their chopsticks and listened to the song quietly, with longing in their eyes.
Chen Jingru's eyes suddenly turned red. She turned her head and saw a moon hanging high in the sky outside the window. The moon represents my heart. Can the moon really convey her feelings for her family to them?
If possible, let the moon carry all her thoughts to her parents and children.
"A gentle kiss has touched my heart, and a deep love has made me miss you till now..."
"Think about it, look at it. The moon represents my heart."
After Su Qingyun sang the last sentence, many people's eyes were already wet.
"Good, good singing!" Zhao clapped his hands vigorously and cheered for her.
Everyone applauded as well.
Su Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief and hurried off the stage. Ji Yue handed her the dumplings, which were no longer so hot. "Your favorite dumplings with Spanish mackerel filling."
"There's even one with Spanish mackerel filling?" Su Qingyun was a little surprised.
They are in a desert here, and all the ingredients are shipped in from outside. They can even get mackerel. It is obvious that the launch center has put a lot of thought into this New Year's Eve dinner.
"Didn't Chief Zhao tell me? We have whatever fillings you want today. I'll satisfy you."
"very nice."
Su Qingyun picked up a Spanish mackerel dumpling and put it into his mouth, squinting his eyes in satisfaction. "This is the taste, delicious."
"If it tastes good, eat more."
"You eat too."
"good."
Ji Yue smiled and nodded.
People around me were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere of the New Year was very strong. The New Year has a special meaning for every Chinese. They would travel thousands of miles to be with their loved ones and celebrate the New Year happily. Even if they are not with their loved ones at this moment, for them, the people around them are also relatives in another sense.
The moon outside the window is still hanging high in the sky, just like what the poem says, I wish you a long life, so that we can enjoy the moon together even though we are thousands miles apart.
And one day, people who look at the same moon will meet again.
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"Xiaqiu, Xiaqiu, there's an urgent telegram for you."
On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the postman arrived at the Xia family's door and shouted at the top of his voice.
Xia Qiu was still asleep after staying up all night last night. Xu Hanhe heard the noise and went out to get the telegram.
She muttered, "Express telegram, where did it come from?"
"From Beijing." said the postman with a smile.
"Oh, okay, thank you."
Beijing? Who in Beijing would send a telegram to Xiaoqiu?
Xu Hanhe was even more curious, but since these were her daughter's things, she respected her daughter and did not open her things without permission. Instead, she took the telegram and went directly to call someone over.
"Xiaoqiu, wake up, wake up, there's a telegram for you." She pushed her daughter.
Xia Qiu was in a daze, without even opening her eyes, and muttered, "What telegram? Is there a mistake?" How could someone send her a telegram?
"What's wrong? The postman delivered it to the door. I just brought it in. It's an expedited message. Hurry up and take a look. Is there anything important?" Xu Hanhe was afraid of delaying things, so she asked her to take a look before going to sleep. "Hurry up."
"Okay." Xia Qiu tried hard to sit up, forced herself to open her eyes, and dazedly opened the telegram, unfolded it, took a look, and then she woke up instantly, her eyes wide open like copper bells.
"What's written on it?" Xu Hanhe became even more curious when she saw her daughter suddenly wake up.
"Nothing... nothing." Xia Qiu quickly closed the thin paper in his hand, and spoke with a stutter.
Xu Hanhe narrowed her eyes when she saw her daughter looking a little guilty, but she didn't ask any further questions. It was normal for her daughter to have her own secrets at her age, and there was no need for her to get to the bottom of it.
"Mom, I'm going out for a while."
Xia Qiu rubbed her face, put on her clothes and prepared to go out. She wanted to go out and calm down.
"It's so cold outside, why are you going out? Don't you want to eat something? Aren't you hungry?"
"Not hungry."
Xiaqiu wrapped herself in a scarf and went out.
After she went out, she took out the telegram from her pocket and read it again.
"Happy New Year, I missed you so much."
These simple eight words made Xia Qiu panic. Her heart was pounding and she couldn't calm down at all. When she saw the three words "Chen Musheng" in the signature, she felt as if she was burned and looked away.
What was wrong with this guy? She had only been away for a few days, so why had he suddenly... suddenly become so bold?
Xia Qiu thought about what he had said before that it was inconvenient to make a phone call here, so he chose to send a telegram?
So he sent an urgent telegram just to say that? What did he mean?
She had already tried her best not to think about him, but this telegram directly tore through her self-deception. Just eight words made her confused.
What should she do?
Xia Qiu's mind was in a mess. She walked aimlessly in the village, hoping that the cold wind could soothe her dizzy brain.
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